Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 67 The Reunion with the Beautiful Sister

The banquet venue was covered by a formation, and two monks in the early stage of Qi refining were guarding the door, and they could only enter after showing their invitation cards.

After entering the formation, the scene in front of him changed drastically.

The formations cut off the rain and snow, but the snow in the open space in the center of the bamboo forest was not cleaned deliberately. Even in order to keep it beautiful, formations were set up around it to keep them from melting for the time being.

Surrounded by screens, the snow is dotted with emerald green bamboo leaves, rows of futons are placed in it, melons, fruits and tea are placed on the low tables, and a thin trickle flows through the snow, extending to the distance.

It is very elegantly furnished.

The two sat down under the guidance of the maid, and Jiang Qiongxing noticed that all the melons, fruits and teas at the banquet, and even the short futon tables all exuded aura, which was not extraordinary.

Gee.

The Liang family is really rich.

"Oh, it's early." Liang Weisheng secretly straightened his legs and looked around.

Only three or five people came here at this moment, and they didn't know any of them. The second young master Liang who was in charge of setting up the entire banquet didn't know where he was going, so that even if he wanted to find something to do, he didn't know what to do.

He had no choice but to turn his head to look at Jiang Qiongxing, and tugged at her cloak cheaply: "Are you really not hot?"

Jiang Qiongxing sat on the futon, his whole body was wrapped in a cloak, and he looked more and more chubby.

She tore back her cloak angrily and glared at him.

Liang Weisheng, who was making fun of himself, scratched his chin, retracted his long legs, and sat up straight: "Hey, did you use the material my brother gave you last time? Is it much better than yellow paper and cinnabar?"

When it comes to serious matters, Jiang Qiongxing is finally willing to give him a look: "Yes."

that's all?Don't you have any thoughts?
Liang Weisheng wanted to say something more, when the formation at the door moved, several figures floated in.

I don't know which sect's disciple it is, wearing uniform clothes, with a sword on his waist, walked to the seat without looking sideways and sat down.

This seemed to be the beginning, and then the number of people coming in suddenly increased. Jiang Qiongxing watched those immortal cultivators enter the formation one by one, almost feeling dazzled.

Especially those female cultivators, regardless of the fact that it was winter, they were all wearing tulle gauze, with a fairy air, and they walked without touching the ground, as if they were about to become immortals in the next second.

Liang Weisheng was still adding fuel to the flames: "Look at others, and then look at you, do you still look like a nun? Ordinary people don't dress thickly like you."

Jiang Qiongxing looked down at himself, and bared his teeth ferociously at him: "I want you to take care of it!"

Liang Weisheng wanted to say a few more sarcasm, but suddenly smelled a gust of fragrance, glanced casually, and immediately looked straight.

Several female cultivators came in at the entrance, each with a graceful and slender figure, with a faint fragrance floating as they walked, and their beautiful appearances had their own characteristics.As soon as they came in, the voices of the monks present fell silent for a moment.

As soon as these people appeared on the stage, Jiang Qiongxing finally had to admit that he was the ugly duckling who broke into the swans, and followed them a few more times.

Looking at it, she suddenly found that the female nun in white who was walking at the back looked a little familiar.

Although her appearance was still a bit childish, the eyebrows and eyes that were unforgettable at first sight were the girl in white she met in the haunted villa outside the city!

She is also a cultivator?
At this time, the team girl Xiuxiu had just walked close to them, Jiang Qiongxing instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to call out, but found that the other party shook his head almost invisibly.

Even though she didn't know why, she still obediently withdrew the hello she almost said, and stared at the group of people who sat down suspiciously.

Fortunately, everyone was looking at the group of female cultivators, and there was nothing strange about her gaze.

After a while, Liang Weisheng came back to his senses and poked Jiang Qiongxing: "Do you know them?"

He noticed the subtle interaction between her and the female cultivator in white just now.

Jiang Qiongxing shook his head: "It's just that I met once before."

Liang Weisheng sighed regretfully: "I still want to ask you which sect they belong to."

Those stunning female cultivators were all dressed in different styles, and it was impossible to tell who they were from any sect.

"Aren't you going to take the imperial examination as a mortal? Why are you starting to care about cultivators?" Jiang Qiongxing said intentionally.

"This statement is wrong. Although my ambition is not here, it does not prevent me from appreciating the beauty of this world." Liang Weisheng spoke eloquently.

Jiang Qiongxing rolled her eyes: "I advise you not to worry about it. When I saw that sister last time, she said that she was going to be a concubine. Maybe these are the three wives and four concubines of the same immortal cultivator."

She said this to let some people stop thinking about toads eating swan meat, but Liang Weisheng was taken aback when she heard the words, and said thoughtfully: "Then I may know who sent them."

"Who?"

"There is a Master You Jiao nearby, who is also an ancestor of Yuan Ying. He is famous for his love of beauty. As long as they are beauties, no matter what their cultivation level is, they will be included in their cave. They are probably sent by the master to congratulate them." Liang Weisheng said.

Did the girl in white marry a Nascent Soul cultivator?

Jiang Qiongxing recalled the inexplicable excitement of the girl in white when she talked about this incident in the abandoned villa, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

Although, as a modern girl, she couldn't accept such a thing, but for the other party, it might indeed be a very lucky thing for the other party to be a concubine for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

She sighed secretly, feeling like seeing a flower sticking in the cow dung.

Not to mention that there was more than one flower on that pile of cow dung.

Soon, the futons were all full, and the second son of Liang came late: "Thank you for coming to celebrate Dongshan Patriarch's exit. Today, besides thanking you for Patriarch, there is one more matter that needs to be discussed with you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, waiting for his next words.

Second Young Master Liang glanced at everyone: "All of you here are the leaders of the new generation from various sects and factions. Our Liang family has a secret realm that will be opened every 300 years. I would like to invite you to enter with us."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone began to whisper.

Jiang Qiongxing was also taken aback, and looked at Liang Weisheng beside him: "I also have a share?"

"That's right, otherwise, why would my second brother invite you?" Liang Weisheng took it for granted.

"But...why?" Jiang Qiongxing was puzzled.

"Don't be so modest, such a young Qi-refining Dzogchen is very strong, okay?" Liang Weisheng said.

At this age, he is only in the middle stage of qi refining—but he didn't practice seriously, not because of his aptitude.

"That's just a coincidence..." Jiang Qiongxing was helpless.

"Every immortal cultivator's breakthrough is due to a coincidence." Liang Weisheng shrugged, not taking her words seriously at all, "This is a secret place that can be encountered but cannot be sought! If you don't go, you won't go."

Jiang Qiongxing: "..." That's your family's secret realm, why are you so active in picking up your own wool.

"And," Liang Weisheng lowered his voice, "I didn't tell other people that you are a miscellaneous spirit root, don't worry."

well.

Jiang Qiongxing's expression was dull: So in the eyes of Mr. Liang, she is a talisman master who has already perfected Qi at a young age.

No wonder he is so optimistic about himself and shows his favor frequently.

At the banquet, someone questioned: "Second son, since this secret realm is owned by the Liang family, why is it open to all of us? Although I have never entered a secret realm, I know that the treasures inside are limited. The more people enter, the less things everyone gets."

Second Young Master Liang's smile did not change: "You don't have to worry too much, the secret realm is very big, even if everyone here enters, there will be no danger of emptying the secret realm. The main reason we are willing to open the secret realm this time is because this secret realm has cultivation base restrictions, and only the Qi refining period can enter. However, there are not many Qi refining monks left in the generation of our Liang family. If we do not open it to others, it would be a waste of money."

"There is not much left," Liang Weisheng bowed his head guilty.

"So that's it," another person said, "Then, what price does the Liang family offer for this secret realm?"

"It's very simple. No matter how much you get from the secret realm, the Liang family can take [-]% of it."

When everyone heard the words, they nodded and thought it was acceptable.

"Is it possible for all of us to enter? We came to the capital just to congratulate our ancestors on leaving the customs. The number of people in each sect is uneven, and those who come less will suffer." There is a sweet female nun's voice.

"Don't worry about this. The opening quota for the secret realm is 300 people, and the time will be around May of the next year. This is a big matter, and you can go back to your respective schools to discuss it. If the number of people who want to enter exceeds the quota, we will hold a martial arts battle in March to select the 300 people with the strongest strength."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiongxing silently slumped his shoulders—fighting?Nothing happened to her.

Miscellaneous spirit roots can't do anything.

(End of this chapter)